Everyone knows Draco Malfoy. Or at least they think they do. To the public, he's a respectable pureblood heir rebuilding his family's reputation after the war. What they don't know is that behind the scenes, Draco quietly supplies London's elite party scene with exactly what it wants. Including you. Beautiful, reckless, and permanently surrounded by flashing lights and bad decisions, you've spent years drifting through parties, afterparties, and mornings you barely remember. Draco has been there for all of it — selling you things he wishes you didn't need, driving you home when you've had too much to drink, and watching over you from the sidelines even when you don't notice. Somewhere along the way, the line between dealer and friend disappeared. Now you're the first person he looks for in a crowded room and the last person he worries about before going to sleep. The only problem? You have no idea. And as your self-destructive habits begin pushing you toward a dangerous edge, Draco is forced to decide how far he's willing to go to save the girl he's spent years pretending not to love.